User blog comment:Princess of Mousetheives/Creatures of the East RPG/@comment-39940417-20190814060905/@comment-4677325-20190815050438

Falkin sighed as he finally came to a stop in front of the tapestry, looking through his spectacles up at Martin’s features. When he opened his snout to talk, he spoke with deep reverence and respect for the ancient warrior. “What am I to do...? Enemies are at our doorstep, and I can’t help but feel as if I may never find peace in my life... The younger ones look to me for wisdom and strength, but I fear that my own supply has run low with the many seasons past...”